Xu Wanzhi silently ignored his foolishness, sat down, and pushed out a portion of the breakfast brought by Qi’er: “As a guest, are you going to stand at my door all day?”
“Ah? Oh, thank you!” Shen Kuang understood he was subtly inviting him to eat. He walked a few steps and sat across from him, waiting until Xu Wanzhi slowly took a sip before picking up his chopsticks to eat slowly.
Although it was just plain congee and small dishes, it was far superior to his master’s cooking. While eating, he had some questions. The person opposite was like the gentleman his master described, silent during meals. He held back for a long time before tentatively speaking: “Sir, I don’t know your name—”
“Hmm?”
He was thinking the morning congee seemed to have a bit of sugar added. He didn’t pay attention and reflexively responded, then replayed the words and was suddenly stunned. He was the first person in this era to ask his name.
Xu Wanzhi looked up and glanced at him, not speaking. Shen Kuang felt uncomfortable, thinking he had been too forward, and awkwardly said, “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me—”
“Xu Wanzhi.”
“Ah?” He was startled by the sudden response.
“Xu Wanzhi. Don’t call me sir, call me by my full name. Wanzhi, A-wan, A-zhi are all fine.” He raised his eyebrows and smiled. Shen Kuang was somewhat dazed, feeling that the person opposite looked unreal and beautiful in the fresh morning light streaming through the window.
His dumbfounded look amused Xu Wanzhi, who tapped the table: “Come back to your senses, eat.” Shen Kuang suddenly awoke, blushing apologetically, and softly called: “A-zhi.”
“Mm.” Xu Wanzhi paused, smiled slightly, and continued eating.
The atmosphere between them was harmonious. But Qu Xiaojue suddenly appeared at the door. She looked at the two sharing breakfast, and a surge of anger rose. Her husband wouldn’t even drink a cup of tea at her place, yet now he was hosting someone and sharing his breakfast early in the morning!
She spoke coldly: “Husband.” Shen Kuang was ignored. Xu Wanzhi looked towards the person blocking the doorway, his brow furrowing, and asked, “Why are you here so early?”
